They fiend in the door
Who shows her face no more
That's what rains for
Aint no room for one more
I ain't happy with the score
Now u want me no more
Imma make it rain
No more money, no more fame
No ho, acquainted with the floor
Once a whore never more,
The more wealth the more tore felt.
Life has put her to the test
The world around me, more and more blurred
On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard
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